Did the actress get divorced today?

Chapter 333 This bastard
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Outside the cabin, the sky is blue.

There are layers of white clouds floating all over the sky.

When Song Zhicheng was staring out of the window, the corner of his mouth couldn't help curling up, and then...he lowered his head, and gently kissed the forehead of the sleeping woman beside him.

In a daze, You Qian felt that there was a big mountain, which was so heavy that she almost couldn't breathe. After a while, Song Zhicheng let go of the kiss, and then couldn't help holding You Qian. You Qian opened her eyes naturally in her sleep. She hugged Song Zhicheng back with her hands, because of Song Zhicheng's kiss, her fair face with her eyes closed was a little blushing in a short period of time.

As if encouraged, Song Zhicheng bowed his head and continued to kiss her very tenderly.

Suddenly, You Qian opened his eyes.

Caught off guard, Song Zhicheng was startled when he saw her eyes open. Song Zhicheng bent down and kissed her on the lips, and asked softly, "Are you awake?"

You Qian blinked and looked at Song Zhicheng.

There was an abnormal blush on her pretty face, because she had just opened her eyes, and there was a trace of confusion in her beautiful eyes, and she just glanced at Song Zhicheng lightly in the blink of an eye. The demeanor that was revealed almost made Song Zhicheng's heartbeat almost stop...

she……

Very beautiful.

Very beautiful.

Very beautiful.

He always knew that she was good-looking.

Occasionally, he even wanted her to be less beautiful, so that there would be fewer people who could appreciate her, like her, and love her.

however……

None of this holds true.

Song Zhicheng stared at her, his deep eyes were dark, dark.

You Qian felt a little uncomfortable: "Why are you always staring at me?"

Song Zhicheng didn't speak, but opened his hands, wanting to hug her.

Where is You Qian willing?But how could her strength compare to that of Song Zhicheng?
Song Zhicheng raised his arm lightly and controlled her.

You Qian frowned slightly, looking at the top of her head with a complicated expression.

What is her relationship with Song Zhicheng now?

divorce?

But the two are still together often.

Separation?

But Song Zhicheng would show up in her apartment from time to time, whether she was happy or not.

In her heart, she wanted to completely separate from Song Zhicheng and draw a line between them.

However... Song Zhicheng is only domineering, acting in his own way, never taking her wishes into consideration.

Regarding this point, You Qian suddenly felt very frustrated.

Thinking of falling asleep last night, in a daze, knowing that she was leaning in the familiar arms that belonged to Song Zhicheng, she subconsciously slept deeply, and even felt unusually at ease.

This made You Qian even more discouraged.Because, she found that she was still so dependent and attached to Song Zhicheng.

She felt very discouraged.

Song Zhicheng seemed to notice her distraction for a moment, and suddenly held her face up, and pinched her vigorously, as punishment for her.

You Qian: "..."

She stared, quite annoyed: "Let go!"

Song Zhicheng let out a low chuckle, and moved his face closer: "Does it hurt? I'll let you pinch it a few times, don't worry, I won't cry out for pain."

You Qian rolled his eyes at him: "Do you think everyone is like you, with a thick skin like a city wall?"

Song Zhicheng hooked his lips and laughed.

You Qian: "Your face is painted with cement, who wants to pinch it? I'm still worried that my hands will hurt."

When her words fell to the ground, Song Zhicheng laughed again, his voice was mellow, hoarse, full of endless affection...

You Qian was slightly dissatisfied and said, "Why are you laughing?"

Song Zhicheng smiled, his voice was very soft and light, but it contained a strong sense of ridicule: "If you are dissatisfied with my thick skin, you can also paint yourself with cement."

You Qian: "..."

Song Zhicheng smiled brightly into the scorching sun: "Do you not know where to buy cement? It doesn't matter, I can sponsor you as a friend."

You Qian: "..."

What the hell kind of friendly sponsorship!

I was about to be blown up!

Once again, she realized that the bastard Song Zhicheng's face was so thick that there was no limit to it.

Song Zhicheng saw that she was getting more and more angry, but felt that his mood was getting better.It was rare to see her so vivid and bright, and he felt very fond and satisfied.

So, Song Zhicheng said: "I don't dislike your thin skin, so you don't have to paint the cement."

So angry!
You Qian was so angry that she raised her hand and hit him, cursing: "Go and paint the cement yourself, don't pull me, let me go!"

But with her strength, in front of him, she can only hit a stone with an egg, how can she compare with Song Zhicheng?The more you scratch him, hit him, and push him, the more you feel like a kitten scratching, without threatening him at all.

"Don't let her go!" Song Zhicheng let out a muffled laugh, and even hugged her even tighter as if he was cheating.

"asshole!"

"asshole!"

"asshole!"

After scolding a few times in a row, she didn't feel relieved.

Song Zhicheng listened with a smile on his mouth. His pupils looked at the delicate and soft woman in front of him. The eyes were almost black like a deep sea. In this dark, deep and invisible deep sea, the only light spot was her.

You Qian was extremely annoyed, the more annoyed she was, the hotter and redder her cheeks became...

"asshole."

"rogue."

"shameless."

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, she couldn't help it, and she opened her mouth to scold Song Zhicheng one sentence at a time.

However, when he opened his mouth, there were only those two sentences, and there was no new vocabulary at all.Song Zhicheng wanted to laugh, but he laughed unkindly.

Seeing him laughing, You Qian was even more annoyed, "What are you laughing at?"

Song Zhicheng smiled and said, "Laughing at you."

You Qian: "..."

Song Zhicheng: "Laughing at you, you can't even swear."

You Qian: "Go away."

Song Zhicheng's beautiful eyes stared at her closely, "I won't go, I won't go anywhere."

Now they are on a private jet, even if they want to leave, it is not now.

You Qian glared at him fiercely.She didn't even bother to say anything anymore, because the man beside her was so thick-skinned that she didn't want to say anything.

Song Zhicheng approached her suddenly, smiled lightly, and said in a low voice: "Otherwise, how about we do something bad under the blue sky and white clouds?"

If she doesn't do anything, she always feels that what she just said about being a bastard, a hooligan, and shameless is just talking in vain.

He has to do something to prove that he is indeed who she said he was?
So, Song Zhicheng stared at her with dark eyes, and asked, "Huh?"

You Qian was speechless.

Song Zhicheng also kindly urged: "Do you want it?"

You Qian: "Go crazy, don't drag me."

Rolling is still on the side.

She fell asleep next to the two of them, and the space in the cabin was relatively small, and Song Zhicheng was as thick-skinned as a city wall, so she didn't want to be as thick-skinned as him.

Song Zhicheng laughed softly: "Really?"

You Qian rolled his eyes at him, and said angrily, "Of course it's true."

After considering her thoughts, Song Zhicheng didn't force it, and said, "Okay."

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